"Who would do that?" she asked horrified. I turned to stare at her."But even your parents have to be reasonable about some things, Michael!" No, Sarah... they don't," I sighed. "They thought that the Institute was just another government conspiracy. They still do." Everyone gets tested!" she spat.I didn't have anything to say to that; I had been dealing with the repercussions of my parents' political beliefs since I moved out of their home."You had to say no for the exception to apply," she said. I had never been awaken by the sunlight in my room before and couldn't understand why this was happening. It was only when I managed to pull myself up and out of bed that I realized I was not in my room. This was my parent's room and their bed I had just dragged myself out of. Suddenly the passion and explosive memory of making love to my mother on the previous night all came back to me. I stared at the messed up bed and saw dry cum stains on the sheets where mom had aimed one of my many bursts. Her hips rose up off of the sofa in anticipation of more. I did not disappoint her and drove onward with more instance and provoked a long deep shriek that momentaarily made me feel as if I had hurt her. I paused and did not continue until I was assured that this was not the case. She wriggling and writhing beneath me like an undulating snake. I resumed pounding her, our mutually perspired body slapping loudly against on another. Anne never shut her eyes during the entire time. Her gaze roamed. You tease us and entice us and we gladly, happily respond to please you and ourselves.” Her moans and groans came faster as his fucking increased. “You are none of those other things. Maybe you’re sluts but honest ones.”“OH … FUCK … fuck me … SIR! Please make … me cum … again.”He leaned over her, kissed her open mouth, and asked, “One thing, my slutty secretary, are you happy … with what’s … happening … with how this … turned out?”Her arms clamped around his neck and she devoured his mouth as.